Orias continued to look at his brothers, one of which was a warrior by the name of Kalra. Kalra had been his villages most powerful warrior, he worked away at the rockface with his pick, he was covered in scars, his right eye-socket was badly wounded and he had a muzzle on. Obviously, he hadn't gone down without a fight and obviously he had continued to fight ever since. He watched as Kalra eyed a passing guard before suddenly lunging at him, grabbing him and pulling him down into the dirt before punching his helmet several times, he was about to go in for more when a hail of stun-rounds took him down. The rest of the guards laughed. "Damn, I can't believe the overseer lets that one live." one commented.

"He's a good worker. And he's got spirit, you know how the overseer loves to crush that." said another one. He fired another stun round into Kalda's unconcious body and laughed more, before hauling him off their comrade who went to shoot him with a lethal round before being stopped by the guards. "You know the rules, he doesn't die till his spirit's crushed. The attacked guard gave the body a kick. Orias's hand shot out in anger and the guard started to grasp around his neck, before Orias stopped himself. "Hey, you alright?" asked the guard.

"Yeah... Yeah, I think I got a little... Stupid alien..." the attacked guard grunted. Orias turned around and grunted, looking around to make sure he wasn't spotted by anyone.

"I apologize... Alright, we can cause a riot, but not now. We'll need time to get a lay of the complex, find out when ships are coming in and out, find out guard patterns. Once a ship is here, 10 minutes after it lands. They'll have just started refueling it, it'll take time for them to lift off again." he said. He then stared at his new "Friend" with a cold stare "And if you double-cross me, then trust me, we will share our fate. Kept here or dead."